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mirrors

by xta

I can see the blood it's right there, why can't you? I told you to look, look closer. no not there, her eyes. she's crying. the blood it drips like someone... someone placed them there. They did this to you? How could someone so happy, cry tears of cold blood at night. I guess it takes a mirror to see my problems
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May 13, 2015
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